"It's best for everyone to understand." Lin Rui, "We did not take this task willingly, but we were forced to do it. Our employer is Mr. K, who is not trustworthy at all, and we must fight against a group of Iraqi extreme It operates in a molecularly controlled area, so the dangers involved are self-evident."
"It's not the first time anyway." Crazy Horse played with the dagger in his hand and said with a wry smile, "It's Iraq again. I thought I was completely free of that place in my life. But after walking around, I still went back there."
"Be patient, man, Iraq wasn't the worst experience." Snake Eyes patted him on the shoulder. Before joining Black Island, both of them had been mercenaries in Iraq for several years and were relatively familiar with that place.
After Lin Rui and others were fully prepared, they were sent by transport plane to the US military base in Kenya, Africa.
Separated by a vast ocean, American soldiers can frequently show their swords around China, relying not only on their first-class military delivery capabilities, but also on their network of military bases in various regions around the world. Among them, the base in Kenya is an important base they often use.
After 9-11, while preventing the rise of regional or global powers, the strategic circles in Washington are paying more and more attention to the so-called "arc of instability."
This zone consists of the Caribbean coast, Africa, the Caucasus, Central Asia, South Asia and the Korean Peninsula. It is rich in energy reserves, but is riddled with internal crises and continues to spread outward. It is regarded by Washington as a major threat to its own interests. Unlike rising powers such as China and Russia and hostile regional powers like Iran, the "arc belt" mainly consists of non-traditional security issues such as terrorist attacks, proliferation of weapons of mass destruction, piracy, drug proliferation, and refugee flows. threaten.
To deal with such threats, large-scale, permanent bases are expensive and outdated. The US military needs more flexible and smaller "forward deployment." To this end, the U.S. government has successively made major arrangements, including finding new bases around the "arc belt", strengthening defenses, adjusting garrison methods, shortening garrison periods, and turning small bases into "duckweeds."
The small base in Kenya where Lin Rui and others arrived is one of them. Currently, even the number and existence of this base cannot be found in the list of bases publicly released by the Pentagon. However, medium-sized transport aircraft can be taken off and landed here, and when necessary, heavy transport aircraft can even be taken off and landed as a supplement to the increased military deployment in the Middle East.
Led by an officer wearing flying sunglasses, Lin Rui and others received their equipment and boarded a transport plane. "Are you from a private military company?" The officer looked at Crazy Horse who was inspecting weapons.
"What's wrong? Do we have obvious features?" Crazy Horse frowned.
"That's not true, but you are going to Iraq at this time, and there is a woman among you. She must not be one of ours." The officer looked at them and smiled. "Don't worry, we often encounter people like you. And we promise to deliver you to the designated location."
"Thank you very much." Crazy Horse nodded, "Besides, don't stare at that chick. She is a Russian, and she has a bad temper. Don't mess with anyone, especially a woman with a sniper rifle."
"Okay." The officer turned around and said, "You are all ready. Do you need me to explain to you the essentials of parachuting? After all, I don't want you to fall and get injured when parachuting."
"Stop it, Yankee, you really treat yourself like a dish. When my brother went skydiving, you were probably still in the academy." Sergey mocked him unceremoniously, without saying a word. He sat and lit a cigarette without any respect.
"Are you Russian too?" the officer frowned.
"We are a multinational force. In addition to the Russians, there are also Germans, Israelis, Arabs and South American boys here. Our leader is still Chinese." Crazy Horse patted him on the shoulder and said, "Besides, don't be complacent. I think I am an American. You should study history when you go to school, and you will know that you are just a descendant of European colonists, and Indians like me are the real Americans."
The officer was stunned for a while. He found that he had no way to communicate with these people. These people are all self-righteous and proud of being unruly, and they like to provoke others no matter what. He could only shake his head and turn away from them.
Lin Rui was sitting in the corner smoking with his brothers. Smoking in the aircraft cabin has almost always been their tradition. It made those American soldiers want to scold them, but they didn't dare to provoke these people. Because none of these people seem to be easy to mess with.
Lin Rui stubbed out half of the cigar, put it in his pocket, and said slowly, "There is a beginning and an end, and we will return victoriously."
"There is a beginning and an end, and we return victoriously." The members of o2 also followed his example. The transport plane flew over its destination and then began to descend to a height indicating a parachute jump. "Did you see the fireworks beacon below? We have arrived and are ready to skydive. Check the equipment and hang the parachute rope." The US military pilot turned around and said.
The cabin door opened, the team members jumped out of the cabin, the parachutes were opened, and they fell in a series in the air. They did not arrive at noon as originally planned, but chose to parachute at night according to Lin Rui's request. Because Lin Rui knew that there might be extremist armed forces everywhere in these areas, parachuting in broad daylight would attract too much attention. Even at night, they have to tread carefully. Fortunately, this area seemed very quiet, and there weren't many lights until late at night. Only the flickering green fireworks in the distance served as their guiding beacon.
After landing from the air, Lin Rui rolled to his feet and removed the parachute strap. He turned to look at his team members. Their landing points were all close to each other and within sight. "Safe!" The voices of the team members came from Lin Rui's headphones.
"Hide the parachute to prevent our whereabouts from being traced. Then gather at the beacon." Lin Rui said calmly. They are in a very delicate position, and there may be militants everywhere around them. Therefore, when the team members parachute, it is best to hide their parachutes to prevent their parachute location from being discovered and to avoid more possible tracing.
Ten minutes later, the team members arrived at the beacon location one after another, where a US military team was waiting for them. Upon noticing they were approaching, the US military team immediately became alert, "Stop advancing and report your action code!"
"Action code: fox004-j" Lin Rui walked out of the darkness and replied.
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